For sixteen years, I carried around a piece of paper in my purse, stuck in the back of my Day-Timer. It was dated February 22nd 1995 and it described my imaginary design store… the one I was going to have some day. I took it out and had a long look at it when my sister Christine, an award-winning tenured professor, admitted in late 2010 that she needed a new challenge. She asked me if I wanted to open an antiques shop. She would help out from time to time. I said no, there were already antique dealers in Annapolis Royal and I always wanted to create a store that sold the Cinderella bits and pieces known as “vintage”. That’s how it started… but two months later Christine had secured a leave of absence, I had bought a building downtown and Mrs. Nicholson Home was born.